GypsyFeet

Each of us is unique in our own ways and writing is one of the best mediums to express and introduce our inner self. But have we ever thought of describing a writer? Well I am sharing my perspective and would like to read your creative definitions as well.

Who is a writer

The one who has empowering powers within himself

The one who makes up with his inner strength

The one who has a big heart and several hats to handle at the same time

A close friend of mine recently committed suicide because he could no longer tolerate his bullies nor did his family could accept him being a gay.
His sudden death triggered this post

I believe that a soul has no gender then why is it that we tend to equate love through different labels like bisexual or lesbian. Sometimes inner resilience reduces the essence of relationships when one tries to balance out personal happiness with societal values.
It is ok to love someone of the same gender as you, what really matters is whether we are happy or not at the end of the day. It is time to stop caring and stop labeling human relationships under the scrutiny of societal and modern terms which canno...

Yesterday I went for a conference and met a 22 year old yazidi girl who was abducted by ISIS in 2014 and was recently rescued. She was raped by at least 100 men, and was tortured a lot. In spite of all the trauma she still has a undying spirit, being a woman I felt so ashamed for not being able to do much about it. The only thing I did was that I gave her a nice hug indicating that she is not alone and there no need for her to talk about her horrifying experiences again.

In the age of globalization there is a long list of problems to be tackled at global level. A lot has been said and printed in the media about women issues in-fact we have feminist theories, analogies et...

I have always believed that it’s important to have a meaningful life where there is no space for imperfection and love. I never knew one day I would be swiped off my feet by gentle man who is no less than a gift of nature for me. Every time I look at me I feel so much grateful to life for making me come across this innocently naughty soul.

The child in me just waits to have a glance his favourite visitor, there are times when I feel angry at myself for being so insane and liking someone so dearly and innocently in spite of being unsure if this liking would culminate in to something higher or not. But then I look at his ...

The whole idea of falling in love or spending your life with one person seemed like a nasty dream or rather more importantly the useless and hopeless fairy tales narrated by the grandparents while putting us to sleep. Not even once in her life Meera had imagined that one day she will end up or rather nature will make her meet a clown like gentleman Adrian who was a cynical version of herself.

At first she thought that due to hormonal changes she has started to admire this clown but little did she knew that one day she would end up liking him so much that even if she never get’s to be around this clown stil...

Best antidote for anxiety and depression is a good humor; the whole outlook of our life nowadays revolves around profits, race for success, increment and survival. Rarely do we spare some time for humor which is an important ingredient in our recipe of life. It’s important to indulge in this significant activity of the human brain to have good grasp at life. Today I will share a story of a very close Indian friend of mine.

My friend IRA was the youngest grandchild; since there was no grandson in the family her paternal aunt always troubled her mother and held taunts at her. But her father really supported her and made sure that she was independent and tough from the beginning. At school sh...

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Sometimes you are one of those people who love all with their heart and soul
Being faithful,loyal and attentive is not your weakness
There is magic in your voice which unwraps the ropes of loneliness
Let the divine have all your worries for he is always thinking about you and watches everything that concerns you
I was amazed to know that since I met you,
You have never left my mind
I might sound kiddish but there are times I just want to grab your hand and tell you that you are mine
But I do know that I am taken away by someone I can't call my own

Mere thought of you coming back
Brings smile on my face
The child in me eagerly waits for its favorite visitor
Even though you're the forbidden fruit
Yet this soul will listen to her small mind and big heart

Your bright green eyes, big beautiful smile and big of anger are perfect ingredients for my recipe of life

Perhaps the master chef ( god) will answer my call and let me enter his kitchen of grace with his you who is his favorite butler

Like cherry on the cake this elegant finger is eagerly waiting for the ring which shall bind the butler with the connoisseur

This restaurant of life is incomplete without the pinch of romantic spices

Life is all about the choices we make; sometimes it’s important to gamble with situations to create a level of uncertainty in life which is a litmus test of faith. It’s important to comprehend ones purpose of life to be able to get over with issues creating hindrances on the path; apparently it’s important to understand the seriousness of the situation
For love few moments were not less sometimes you were not there sometimes I was not there. This day has come after centuries you remembered few things and I cherished few. The uncertainty has cropped up in heart which is not letting me open up. We were never so helpless, when was the season of love not there sometimes you were not there sometim...

Life understands for a while but changes the next moment
It makes you laugh for a moment but also makes you cry
the next minute

Sometimes you are light and sometimes you are happiness
Then why are you streams of tears at times
Life understands for a while but changes the next moment
It makes you laugh for a moment but also makes you cry
the next minute

You made me cross paths with my beloved
You made me meet him to teach me how to love
Then you steal that love from me and make me lonely
Life understands for a while but changes the next moment
It makes you laugh for a moment but also makes you cry
the next minute

As we parted ways
Neither of us cried
But why is it that none of us slept peacefully
He was my companion
But with him I didn’t have like mindedness
Our world was like sunshine and shade
But there was no separation

There was animosity, Indifference and anguish but,
The one whom I parted with had everything
But he didn’t have unfaithfulness
Our world was like sunshine and shade
But there was no separation as he was my companion

I need to put kohl as the graininess of it is tough to bear
In the eyes that once held it beloved, who else can be beheld now
At the time of parting his eyes had my song
And it was the song that I had never sung aloud
Our world was like sunshine and sh...

Once upon a time, there lived a Sage on the banks of a river. The sage and his wife didn’t bear any children. They were unhappy about this fact of their life. One day, when the sage was engaged in penance, a kite dropped a she-mouse and it happened to fall in the lap of the Sage. The Sage thought that the God might have sent this mouse to him. He thought that if he would take the mouse to his home, people would laugh at him. So he decided to change the mouse into a girl.

The Sage brought the girl to his home. On seeing the Girl, the Sage’s wife asked, “Who is she? From where did you bring this girl?” The Sage narrated to her the whole story and said, “I would bring ...

Different eyes, the same world
Ancient skin, smokey eyes, exotic raven hair
A blessing , a gorgeous puff ,fallen from the heavens
She walks the world with an open mind, with feathers riding with the wind, against her red titian skin
She has a hearty full of peace and love like a silent hero
In her eyes, life is not about greed and skin

Wild, ambitious and naughty she leaves her world for an auspicious beginning
Seeking admission in Mother Earth's Vision
Her quest surpasses her flesh as she march towards the road to mystery
Dark trail winding through the gardens of wrath Echoes through her deep ambition
With light of hardship she hopes to be blessed
limiting human st...

Stories are an integral part of the fibre that makes us human. We share our beliefs, values and culture through stories. They tell us how we have come to be and connect us with others. We learn through stories. We are made up of stories it is all about bringing together people interested in telling stories in public spaces. Whether it's a folk-tale or a myth or a legend or a fable or even a personal story, we'd love to hear it being told. It's important to tell and listen to tales and re-discover some of what we've lost in our wonderful, but somewhat isolating, technological age.

While keeping quiet it says everything
Even after saying it stays silent
Some times indicating through eyes
Som...

The cover is sliding away from the face slowly
Moon is coming into vision slowly
She hid behind the veil while entering youthfulness
Slowly she suddenly appeared modest and youthful,

I am awake since the night of separation, oh angels of death let me sleep now
Slowly take account of everything , when you have time

She is afraid of to confide but has passion for questions and answer session
She replies with clenched lips, very slowly
There is just this much difference in mine and her love
There side is rush on my side but stillness in her's
She is beheading me without passion while I am telling her
Your highness! slowly, Your Honor! do it slowly

Many people may not know that they exist, some may choose to ignore
They provide a sense of continuity , and the ability to see life within a larger context of time
They are friend, guide and our hero.
They have heart full of love coupled with delighted soul
They sang you to sleep,and bless that all our dreams come true!
When we think of love, they come to our mind.

We have memories with them which we like to rewind.
Remember the days when we would lie in their lap
As they doodled our ears, we would take a short nap.
We still remember the nights that we spent together.
They would scratch our back gently, ever so ten...

Once upon a time, there lived a merchant in a small village. The merchant dealt in different kinds of goods and wanted to sell his goods in the town, in order to gain good sum profit. One day, he decided to visit town to try his fortune. He arranged for some men who could go along with him. During the journey, he had to pass through a desert, so he also arranged for water, rice and firewood.

According to the plan, he packed his goods in several carts and set out for the journey along with his mates. When they reached the desert, the sun was shining on the fine sand, making it severely hot. In the day time, no one could dare to walk on it. One could only think of travelling t...

Once upon a time, there lived a rich merchant in a village, by the name of Jamie. He was the owner of a big business. The village, in which he lived, was situated near a river. Once, due to heavy rains the river was flooded. The whole village got submerged in neck deep water. The crop, houses and factories in the village were damaged and hundreds of people and cattle perished in the flood.

Due to this flood, the merchant had to suffer heavy losses in the business. He decided to leave the village and try his luck in a new place. His plan was to earn a lot of money and then come back to his native village to restart his business. With this intention, he sold off all his possessions and paid of...

Once upon a time, there lived two friends in the shade of a rock. It would sound strange, but one of them was a Bear and the other was a Polar Bear. They were friends since their childhood. They knew each other from the time, when they were too small to understand the difference between the Bears And Polar bears Thus, their friendship was not at all strange to them.

Moreover, the part of the mountain under which they lived was peaceful; it could be due to the presence of a monk who lived under the same rock. He was a hermit, One day, the two friends got into a stupid argument for some unknown reason. The Bear said,” Everyone knows that cold comes when the moon decreases from full to new”. Th...

Oh life let me live this moment, there is nothing written beforehand,
You write something new everyday
Whatever is written it is accepted fully by heart
Let me live this moment as of now.

Laughter like a season without any reason comes on the lips
Unknown happiness while flowing meets the shore
This unknown fear is like a stranger, but is beautiful to live
This moment is meant to be lived

It resides in heart but flows through eyes, it’s a raw dream
It appears like a question, but I guess it’s the answer, as heart is still desperate,
If its peace let it be or if it is passion let it be
It’s beautiful so let me live
There is nothing written beforehand,
You write something...

Confabulation persisted till the interruption of the sunrise, at both ends innermost Arcanum's and apprehensions were shared only affection was absent. Sound of Violin at the backdrop, cool wind and aroma of her cologne mesmerized the entire place.

Both thought in their heads
'You are moon, I am moonlight
You are lake and I am thirst
You are cloud I am the thunder
You are bird I am the nest
No river, no desert no cold shadow
No cuckoo, no koyal my village is like this
How do we satisfy body heat, oh love
Leaving the ray of moon where are you heading Ptarmigan
Oh the elements have woken up with my thirst that embers also appear like honeymoon to me.

John was always fond of trekking and travel writing, this time he decided to go for trekking in the Himalayas. Upon reaching the base camp he came to know that due to extreme weather conditions organisers had to cancel the trekking tour at the last moment. John was highly disappointed and decided to explore the nearby village to find some accommodation before heading back to Delhi. He left the camp site and began his journey towards the nearby village, the sun had set and there was a chill in the air, although he had walked for 2 hours still he wasn’t able to get to the village main road. Suddenly he felt something falling on his head, it was snowdrop and before h...